Different Seas

by Sandtimer

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Robert Sword and Simon Thomas present their debut Sandtimer record, 'Different Seas', six tracks of acoustic indie released on Folkstock Records

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released November 27, 2015

Tracks 1, 2, 3, 5 & 6 written by Robert Sword
Track 4 written by Simon Thomas
All tracks produced and arranged by Robert Sword and Simon Thomas

Robert Sword - Vocals, Guitar, Percussion, Piano [2, 3], Ukulele [6]
Simon Thomas - Vocals, Guitar, Bass
Rachel Thomas - Vocals [3, 5]

All tracks mixed by Giles Thomas
All tracks mastered by Terry Waker at Tonalex Mastering

Cover artwork by Simon Thomas
Album design and additional artwork by William Thomas and Evie Thomas

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Track Name: Different Seas
I'm just gonna go out and say it: you're so cold to me.
We speak different languages and live on different seas,
and I know it means nothing to you if I just let you be anytime.

I start feeling so alone, been away for days but
it's known that you get so stoned you're living in a cage.
And if I ever see you sober, I'd be so amazed.

Don't throw your stones at illusionary things
'cos you're never gonna really know what the future brings
I don't need your advice, I don't need your advice.
I don't need you anyway, you and your broken wings.

I'm just gonna go out and say it: we don't get along
and no matter how you try and play it, I've done nothing wrong.
And whenever I see you now, this song plays over and over again in my head:

Don't throw your stones at illusionary things
'cos you're never gonna really know what the future brings
I don't need your advice, I don't need your advice.
I don't need you anyway, you and your broken wings.

I'm just gonna go out and say it: you're so cold to me.
We speak different languages and live on different seas
and I just feel so stupid every time I think about it.
Track Name: Dusty Track
There you were, playing on the summer grass.
The wind blew and I knew summer's going by too fast.
I couldn't go back to before- I didn't know what I used to be-
a leaf on a tree, falling on the winter's floor.

'And everything fades in time,' she said.
'You're never gonna strike gold twice-
that's my only advice, if I had some.'
'And everything fades in time,' she said'

There we were, your head resting on my heart.
The wind rolled across the folds of this lonely windswept hill.
You couldn't ever take me back- don't you see I'll never learn?
Down the dusty track I'll burn.

'And everything fades in time,' she said.
'You're never gonna strike gold twice-
that's my only advice, if I had some.
And if in time you lose your head,
just be like the seasons and roll without reason till you're dead.'

There you were, playing on the summer grass.
The wind blew and I knew summer's going by too fast.
You know I'll never go back- why don't you see I'll never turn?
Down the dusty track I'll burn.

'And everything fades in time,' she said.
'You're never going to strike gold twice-
that's my only advice if I had some.
And if in time you lose your head,
just be like the seasons and roll without reason till you're dead.'
Track Name: If I Were A River
If I were a river, I'd run just where I like
take all my friends and family so easy on the tide
and I'd just lie in the middle, a brilliant blue
and I would never let you go and you'd start running too.

If I were a river, I'd run just where I like
take all my friends and family so easy on the tide
and we'd float down to the ocean, limitlessly free
until the sun would draw us up together on the breeze.

If I were a river, I'd run just where I like
take all my friends and family so easy on the tide
and I'd just lie in the middle, a brilliant blue
and I would never let you go and you'd start running too.
and we'd float down to the ocean, limitlessly free
until the sun would draw us up together on the breeze.
Track Name: Cold Shoulder
Hey guys, what're you doing tonight?
I saw a movie yesterday where the main character dies
and it's hard to believe that we'll never quite achieve
what we want to in our lives.

Back in the day, hey, I thought we all had it made.
But now we're all just wandering in a six foot cave
and it's not much of a reprieve when three of you leave
and one of you stays.

Don't give me the cold shoulder,
'cos I've been pushing boulders over streams
to keep myself together, never rupture the seams.

Oh hell, well I'm back here again.
I'm tired of the same but I don't like change,
well I'm back here again.
And I'm not wasting my time, but I'm not using it well,
what a story to tell.

I always thought there'd be an ending of sorts-
a blind crossfade and a bleached out frame and an orchestral swell-
but I left it behind, and the end credits theme
would only play in my mind.

Don't give me the cold shoulder,
'cos I've been pushing boulders over streams
to keep myself together, never rupture the seams.

Stepping out in the morning, pinch yourself awake.
Keep your eyes on the sand falling, keep yourself awake.

I'm not wasting my time but am I using it well?
What a story to tell.
Oh, and I'm not wasting my time but am I using it well?
What a story to tell.

Don't give me the cold shoulder,
'cos I've been pushing boulders over streams
to keep myself together, never rupture the seams.

Hey guys, what're you doing tonight?
I saw a movie yesterday where the main character dies.
Track Name: Rusting Towers
How can you possibly think that I'm getting out of this?
What can you possible think am I getting out of this?
Rusting towers stand out on the waves-
I don't know if it's just this air, but I swear: it harms more than it saves.

And I feel I'm letting go of the things I used to know.

How can you possibly know if you're getting anywhere?
What can you plausibly know- is there anything out there?
I wish there was some way I could have known before
but it's just so easy to stay with the cowards that are hanging on the shore.

And I feel I'm letting go of the things I used to know.

I've been throwing stones down the well all my life,
I was waiting for the sound as they hit the sides.

Rusting towers stand out on the waves,
Rusting towers stand out on the waves..

I would face it every day if I thought that that would lead to much,
I would watch the last light fade if I thought it would stay long enough,
the sea is laughing up at me as I try and keep my eyelids shut,
the ships on the horizon line have all just started squaring up.